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Cowan, James

"Daybreak; a Romance of an Old World"

With perfect skill, and without noise or
bustle, the ship was brought to its dock and the crew went ashore. The
screams and calls, the rattle of vehicles and the babel of sounds we had
been accustomed to on such occasions, were all missing. The silence and
order were almost oppressive because they were so strange. But there was
no lack of activity among the immense creatures who thronged around us.
Everyone was busy, knowing apparently just what to do without direction
from others, and just the best way to do it. Beings with lungs powerful
enough to wake the mountain echoes went about with mild and tuneful
voices, and, though each one seemed possessed of a giant's strength, no
severe labor was required of any.
The streets and walks were paved with a soft material, yielding slightly
to pressure, but so firm and tough that it showed no sign of wear, an
ideal pavement, over which the wheels rolled as noiselessly as they would
over a velvet carpet. It was, moreover, laid in beautiful patterns of the
most varied colors.


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